A Fragment (Alfred Austin Poems)
Should fickle hands in far-off daysNo longer stroke thy hair,And lips that once were proud to praiseForget to call thee ...
Should fickle hands in far-off daysNo longer stroke thy hair,And lips that once were proud to praiseForget to call thee ...
I Apollo! Apollo! Apollo!II Where hast thou, Apollo, gone? I have wandered on and on, Through the shaggy Dorian gorges, ...
In the streets of Constance was heard the shout, ``Masters! bring the arch—heretic out!'' The stake had been planted, the ...
Now do I know that Love is blind, for I Can see no beauty on this beauteous earth, No life, ...
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